re: Remember trying to sneak back into your house, only to find your parents waiting for you?

Ugh, I’ll never forget the time I snuck back into our seaside cottage after a night of unbridled debauchery with the lads after our prep school midterms. Thought i had it under control, killed the engine of my Aston an extra few feet from the drive, carefully pressed the door shut, tiptoed up to the vestibule and there, lo and behold, was father waiting with a cup of yerba mate and his versace belt. Needless to say I slept on my stomach for the next several nights.